Alexander Pope - The Rape of the Lock

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Of women:
With varying vanities, from every part,
They shift the moving toyshop of the heart.

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A tree is a nobler object than a prince in his coronation-robes.

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The dances ended, all the fairy train For pinks and daisies search'd the flow'ry plain.

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Soft o'er the shrouds aerial whispers breathe, That seemed but zephyrs to the train beneath.

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Oft in dreams invention we bestow to change a flounce or add a furbelow.

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Here thou, great Anna! whom three realms obey,
Dost sometimes counsel take — and sometimes tea.

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Now lap-dogs give themselves the rousing shake,
And sleepless lovers, just at twelve, awake.

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But when mischief mortals bend their will,
How soon they find fit instruments of ill!

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Boast not my fall (he cried), insulting foe!
Thou by some other shalt be laid as low;
Nor think to die dejects my lofty mind;
All that I dread is leaving you behind!
Rather than so, ah let me still survive,
And burn in Cupid's flames — but burn alive.

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Sir Plume, of amber snuff-box justly vain,
And the nice conduct of a clouded cane.

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Coffee, which makes the politician wise,
And see through all things with his half-shut eyes.

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Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike,
And, like the sun, they shine on all alike.

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Whether the nymph shall break Diana's law,
Or some frail China jar receive a flaw,
Or stain her honour, or her new brocade,
Forget her prayers, or miss a masquerade.

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This casket India's glowing gems unlocks
And all Arabia breathes from yonder box.

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The meeting points the sacred hair dissever
From the fair head, forever, and forever!
Then flashed the living lightning from her eyes,
And screams of horror rend th' affrighted skies.

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The hungry judges soon the sentence sign,
And wretches hang that jurymen may dine.

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On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore
Which Jews might kiss, and infidels adore.

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Not louder shrieks to pitying heav'n are cast,
When husbands, or when lapdogs, breathe their last.

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Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll;
Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.

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What dire offense from amorous causes springs, What mighty contests rise from trivial things!

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If to her share some female errors fall,
Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.

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Fair tresses man's imperial race ensnare,
And beauty draws us with a single hair.

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Let spades be trumps! she said, and trumps they were.

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